Name: Diablo, “Crimson Moon”

Race: Demon

Age: N/A He lost track of time during his imprisionment, although estimately still fairly young for a demon

Appearance:

Not shown-
-Diablo has four bat-like wings, two large main wings and two smaller support wings on either side.
-Diablo’s formal prince of hell clothing are a very light armour, crimson red and covering only his chest, waist, forearms and forelegs. The armour is laced with silver and although light, is very durable and strong. A long black and silver cape flows from behind the prince, as does a red, rather shabby scarf with a pink heart shape, hang around his neck.
-His weapon does not have a scabbard, it merely appears when needed.

Gender: Male

Weapon:
Veide: A large blood red, curved scimtar which by rights should be held in two hands, but Diablo is capable of wielding it in only one.
Solstace [mount]: Although able to fly, Diablo will ocasionally take to battle on his blood red chariot, Solstace, which is driven by two Nightmares (Black horses with breath of fire and bat wings).

Profile: Calm, cool and considerate, Diablo is a disappointment as a demon. Unlike other demons, he cares for life and holds it in the highest respect, although tries desperately to hide his gentle disposition, in fear of being judged harshly by his comrades.

However, his caring nature often surfaces despite Diablo’s best attempts to hide it; because of this, he has been mocked by soldiers behind his back and regarded as somewhat of a pansy. Regardless of these facts, Diablo is still a very prince-like figure, regal and attractive, he is easily comparable to the charming princes in fairy tales.

While it is true, Diablo possesses a good heart, he believes, or rather has to believe, in what he does is for the greater good, no matter how he is labelled as a demon and sinner, Diablo will fight to the bitter end to protect his people.

Marks, Body symbols, signs:
-A small red crescent moon mark is positioned directly in the middle of his temple. (Much like Sailor Moon XD).
-Around his abdomen are multiple tatoos of the phases of the moon, it’s waning, from the full moon to the crescent moon.

History: Unknown to most, Diablo not only detests his mother, he is deathly afraid of her. For a large portion of his childhood, he was kept in a cage and abused by his mother, Pandora, while his father, Ghargen was kept in complete ignorance. Both his body and mind were severely beaten and scarred, causing Diablo to withdraw within himself, becoming an existance that resembled a lifeless and emotionless doll.

A broken existance, Diablo remained as such for a very long time, until a passing maid chanced upon one of his mother’s ‘play’ sessions with him. Sympathising for the prince of hell, the maid pleaded for release on his behalf, and although first reluctant, the mistress of hell decided she had tired of her incompetent ‘toy’ and left him in the maid’s hands.

Freed from his mother’s cluthces, Diablo’s mind slowly began to clear and he matured progressively under the maid’s kind upbringing. Her name was Celice and she had been a cherub, an angel. She had followed her lover, a fallen angel, to hell, although she did not believe in hell’s ideals or it’s ways, she tried her best to live life as a fallen. From her, Diablo learned about compassion and kindness, Celice’s kindness touched him and so he sought to be more like her himself.

To prevent Diablo from ever becoming like his evil mother, she fashioned him a red scarf with a pink heart shape in the centre, telling him to take comfort in it when she was not around and know that it’s the symbol of her developing feelings for him. The demon prince of hell had learned the meaning of love.

After he had fully assumed his post as the prince of hell, Diablo paid a visit to Celice to tell her of his complete ascension only to find her bloody corspe twisted in awkward positions on her bedroom floor. All the while her ‘lover’ was heavily drinking in the comfort of her bed. It was obvious the ex-cherub Celice had been murdered by the fallen she had loved so much as to follow to hell.

When Diablo demanded of the fallen a reason for his actions for his life depended on his answer, the fallen angel answered simply, “The queen had told me that bitch was cheating on me,”. It was at that moment that Diablo learned true fear for the malicious machinations of his psychotic mother. Although Celice had taught him to forgive, to love others as he loved himself, Diablo found himself unable to forgive the fallen angel, unable to care much for the scum at all. And so, with the power he possessed as Hell’s prince, Diablo sentenced the fallen angel to an eternity of endless torture in hell’s deepest dungeon, swearing it would be the last cruel act he would commit.

Diablo moved on eventually, his duties as the prince keeping him occupied, but whenever he doubted in his own morality, whenever his mother’s cruelty stung him, he would take comfort in Celice’s hand-made red scarf with a pink heart shape, and she would be his reassurance. For Diablo now prayed, but who he prayed to was not his father, the almighty king of hell , nor the powerful god of the heavens…the young prince of hell prayed to that maid, that kind gentle maid who had taught him the better things in life, his beloved Celice.